Chapter 332 Father's Legacy
Chapter 332 Father's Legacy
Chapter 332 Father's Legacy
With the Hogwarts tournament coming to an end, the year is drawing to a close, and Royla hasn't had much to do lately.
It seems to involve just giving classes and compiling textbooks.
It has to be said that Hogwarts was much quieter in the second half of the year than in the first half. It seemed to be the same last year; things quieted down as soon as Voldemort was defeated.
Now that Peterson is in Azkaban, it's the same—I heard he was completely silent and ashen-faced in Wizengamo—I wonder what Peterson's expression was like—
I seem to have gone a bit off-topic — but in short, this month has been quite peaceful, even giving Loila a long-lost feeling of laziness.
It feels like I've returned to Nurmengard —
Of course, Loila wasn't idle in the office or at home today; she arrived at Diagon Alley early with Miss Nagini.
There are always so many people here—but thankfully, Loila has gotten used to this kind of scene. She lowered her head slightly to cover her silver hair and put on a mask. Although she is no longer too afraid of this kind of scene, it is still not good to be recognized.
Miss Nagini held Loila's hand tightly, letting her follow behind like a child.
"There are a lot of people here, so don't get lost!"
I'm not a child! Although I'm not very good at directions, I've already memorized the way to Diagon Alley.
But it seems quite nice to have Miss Nagini holding my hand—Miss Nagini's hands are so cold, like ice cubes—
"We've arrived."
It must feel really nice to touch in the summer.
"We've arrived, Loila."
"Uh! Sorry—sorry!" Loila immediately withdrew her hand as if she had just come to her senses.
Before they knew it, the two had arrived at their destination for the day.
That is, Gringotts.
Looking at the crooked house in front of her, Roy pursed her lips and carefully followed Nagini inside.
She had only been to Gringotts a few times before—it always seemed so busy. Although fairies weren't human, their ability to talk was enough to frighten Royla.
However, the main reason why she doesn't come often is probably because she doesn't have money.
"How can we help you?"
As soon as the two entered Gringotts, a goblin came to greet them.
Perhaps because it was early morning, there weren't many people here.
"We've come to retrieve something," Nagini said slowly, picking up the conversation.
"Then please let me see the key, okay?" The fairy bowed slightly and extended her hand.
Loila pursed her lips and carefully placed the key in his hand.
"Ah—is this Vault 333?" The fairy somehow figured out the vault number, and he raised an eyebrow, saying, "It's been a long time since anyone opened it."
"May I ask—who among you owns the key?"
"I—I." Loila raised her hand slightly.
"Ah—" The fairy stared at Loila for a moment, then asked, "Are you a student at Hogwarts?"
"No—no." Loila pursed her lips and shook her head. "I'm a professor—"
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The fairy was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Even Hogwarts students can retrieve things. Please follow me."
I already said I'm a professor!
Following behind the fairy, Loila and Nagini slowly walked into Gringotts.
Gringotts is the largest bank in the entire wizarding world, where almost all wizards' money and valuables are kept.
Thinking about it, Loila seems to have another key, the Hamilton family key.
After she inherited the position of head of the Hamilton family, it was handed over to her.
There must be a lot of money in there, right?
Loila remembered that the key was shiny gold, very different from her father's ordinary-looking key.
However, Loila isn't planning to touch the money there yet. She'll wait until she needs more money, right? She still has five thousand dollars in donations from Peterson.
"Please come up."
While they were thinking, the two had already boarded the fairy's little minecart. Loila tried her best not to look down at the bottomless abyss, lest she fall due to dizziness.
I don't know what these fairies were thinking—keeping money in a place like this is dangerous enough just to look at.
"Vault 333... I think that's Mr. Philip Hamilton's vault, isn't it?"
While driving, the fairy seemed to remember something and asked, "Are you two Mr. Hamilton's family?"
"I am—his daughter." Loila nodded softly.
"Daughter?" The fairy paused for a moment before saying, "You mean Miss Loila Hamilton?"
"Um----"
"Ah—that's quite a distinguished guest." The fairy smiled. "I was a little rude just now."
"As far as I know, Miss Hamilton is still the head of the Hamilton family, is that right?"
"Yes—yes—" Loila twitched her ears awkwardly. This kind of topic always made her feel a little embarrassed—she just wanted the minecart to go faster.
However, the fairy didn't ask too many questions. He seemed to be just a little curious about how Loila suddenly became the head of the Hamilton family, and whether she had any plans to do any business or anything.
There were all sorts of bonds and bonds, and Roy, who couldn't understand a word of it, almost did something wrong—thankfully Miss Nagini was there, and she stared at the fairy with a cold face for a few seconds.
The fairy then abandoned this plan.
Thanks to her, the Hamilton family's century-old fortune was not destroyed.
"This is it, we've arrived."
After an unknown amount of time, the minecart finally came to a slow stop.
Before Loila and Nagini stood a solitary vault.
"This vault hasn't been opened in a long time," the fairy muttered. "But the device is definitely working properly, so there's no need to worry."
No one was worried—how come this fairy looks so much like Mr. Parkinson?—Roy followed behind him, watching him slowly insert the key into the vault door.
I wonder what my father left me—was it countless Galon? Or the legendary magic circle? Or some powerful magic circle artifact?
Both seem very possible!
Loila watched with a hint of anticipation as the vault door slammed open with a loud bang.
It's coming—it's coming!
"Um?"
What came into view was not a golden Galon, nor some mysterious scroll, but an old-fashioned box, just a lonely box.
It was placed in the center of the vault.
Did you open the wrong thing?
Loila's first thought was that this was impossible—but upon closer inspection, it seemed unlikely—it could only mean that her father had left this box for her.
However, this key is kept in special custody by the Ministry of Magic—so it must be very important, right?
Luo Yili slowly walked in and picked up the box.
The box wasn't light, and there seemed to be something inside.
Loila opened the box with a little force.
She paused for a moment when she saw what was inside.
That was a harmonica.
A harmonica she used before, and one that her mother also used.
More than fifty years have passed, and it still looks brand new.
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